arrive the point proposed, Caesar cried “Help me, Cassius, or I sink!” I, as Aeneas, our great ancestor, Did from the flames of Troy upon his shoulder The old Anchises bear, so from the waves of Tiber Did I the tired Caesar. And this man Is now become a god, and Cassius is A wretched creature, and must bend his body If Caeser carelessly but nod on him. He had a fever when he was in Spain, And when the fit was on him, I did mark How he did shake; ‘tis ture, this god did shake. His coward lips…
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